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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lana Del Rey
Vocals
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
Playboi Carti
Vocals
Jahaan Sweet
Piano
Rick Nowels
Synthesizer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Drums
Andrew Joseph Gradwohl Jr
Synthesizer
T-Minus
Cello
Zac Rae
Harpsichord
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lana Del Rey
Songwriter
Jahaan Sweet
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Andrew Joseph Gradwohl Jr
Songwriter
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
T-Minus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lana Del Rey
Producer
Jahaan Sweet
Producer
Rick Nowels
Co-Producer
Kieron Menzies
Engineer
Dean Reid
Mixing Engineer
Hector Delgado
Engineer
Trevor Yasuda
Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It's never too late to be who you wanna be
To say what you wanna say
It's never too late to leave if you wanna leave
Or to stay if you wanna stay
[Verse 2]
But, baby, I got a feelin' in my bones
Can't get you out of my veins
You can't escape my affection
Wrap you up in my daisy chains
[Verse 3]
Hip-Hop in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe, mmm
High-tops in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe
[Verse 4]
Uh, her sophistication make you wanna quit the bitch you datin'
Let's skip the games, let's quit the playin', boo, let's get acquainted
Notifications sync in place even when we on vacation
I knew she'd notice like I'd missed a payment, dang it
But bang it like my fingers, she pray to God I made it
But bankin' like my Franklins, my neighbors start to hatin'
What? (What? They been at it, check it out)
Huh? (We been out here, yeah)
Ay, slide inside it, Diddy Boppin', Milly Rockin' (Whoo!)
She just might become my lover for real
I might fuck her the whole summer for real
They bet not holler if I cuff her for real
**** better run for cover for real
Go rebel, how I feel, close the deal, pop a seal
Take the whip, two pills on the lips, on the real (For real, for real)
Truthfully, between you and me, I'm usually single
When it's hot outside, this I ride through any hood with the top off
Hop out
[Verse 5]
Hip-Hop in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe
High-tops in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe
[Verse 6]
White lines and black beaches
Miles in between us
Is this love or lust or some game on repeat?
It's like making me crazy
You tell me, "Have patience"
Baby, I need this
White lines and black beaches
White lies and black beaches
And blood-red sangrias
We travel for weeks just to escape your demons
But you've got your reasons for makin' me crazy
But you've got your reasons, white lights and black beaches
[Verse 7]
High-tops in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Don't be a bummer
Don't be a bummer
[Verse 8]
Hip-Hop in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe
High-tops in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe
Don't be a bummer, babe
Written by: Andrew Joseph Gradwohl Jr, Jahaan Sweet, Lana Del Rey, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Playboi Carti, Rakim Mayers, Tyler Williams